So much has conspired since my last entry, that there is no way to detail every event that has taken place. At our house, Summer is officially here, although the calendars say otherwise.
In the last several weeks, Hayden has graduated from both his first year of Bible Hour as well as his first year of preschool! What a little man. He knows his ABC's forward and backwards (literally,) and can spell and write his name (with a little assistance.) He has begun spelling out everyone else's name as well. He loves to sing the ABC's and will bless you with a concert if you are not careful. His favorite style (other than the original, boring version,) is that of the great Lena Horne. She is on his Sesame Street ABC video (the only thing he cares to watch nowadays,) belting it out in a jazzy sort of way, and he follows along perfectly, dance moves and all!
Preschool flew by for us this year, as I hear it will every year in the future. I often think back to August and how we have all changed since. I was so reluctant to send my child anywhere, and many times tried to talk myself into pulling him out simply because I couldn't stand not being with him. OK, two mornings a week, that was it. Not really that much, but it felt like eternity, twice a week. Here it is May, and I am amazed at all I see. The Baby I took to school in August can now write his name, he's beginning to spell words, he can recognize letters, not to mention the giant gains in his speech and social skills. I knew that if I just put my selfishness aside last summer, great things would happen! Thank you, teachers at WCP (you know who you are,) for making a reluctant and scared Mommy (and child) feel so comfortable and at ease. Hope you are ready for next year! Hayden is on his way, full force!
Several weeks back, Hayden fell and busted his head open DURING church which led to a quick and early exit from church into the hands of the ER. After donning two shiny staples for ten days, he has another manly scar to add to his collection, and still asks people, "not to mess up his hair." When asked how his head feels, his response is always the same, "It feels." Tough cookie.
Our tiny Kaylen Rae has turned into quite the little "Miss Independent." She carefully watches Brother's every move, and adds her own twists' to his already quirkiness. She is beginning to (in her own language,) speak her mind. She can easily get across what it is she wants and will be persistent until satisfied. While speaking quite a few words already, she loves to sit and babel, all the while knowing exactly what she is saying. She is such a sweetie and has graduated from one blanket to three at bedtime along with her drink, paci and "Patsy." Putting her to bed at night is an armful! She is growing up so fast and we are hanging onto every moment. She has begun the art of potty training! Yipee! She began this task on her own, and we are simply servants here to follow her around. Anyone who has seen her lately will tell you that her bouncy, blond curls are doubling everyday, just as her personality is. She is truly a child who's hair matches their personality perfectly!
In the last several weeks, Hayden has graduated from both his first year of Bible Hour as well as his first year of preschool! What a little man. He knows his ABC's forward and backwards (literally,) and can spell and write his name (with a little assistance.) He has begun spelling out everyone else's name as well. He loves to sing the ABC's and will bless you with a concert if you are not careful. His favorite style (other than the original, boring version,) is that of the great Lena Horne. She is on his Sesame Street ABC video (the only thing he cares to watch nowadays,) belting it out in a jazzy sort of way, and he follows along perfectly, dance moves and all!
Preschool flew by for us this year, as I hear it will every year in the future. I often think back to August and how we have all changed since. I was so reluctant to send my child anywhere, and many times tried to talk myself into pulling him out simply because I couldn't stand not being with him. OK, two mornings a week, that was it. Not really that much, but it felt like eternity, twice a week. Here it is May, and I am amazed at all I see. The Baby I took to school in August can now write his name, he's beginning to spell words, he can recognize letters, not to mention the giant gains in his speech and social skills. I knew that if I just put my selfishness aside last summer, great things would happen! Thank you, teachers at WCP (you know who you are,) for making a reluctant and scared Mommy (and child) feel so comfortable and at ease. Hope you are ready for next year! Hayden is on his way, full force!
Well, our house has begun the Summer preparations. We have filled up the pool, broken in the swim suits and made the first popsicles of the season. Our garden is full of bright colored life waiting to be picked. BTW, If anyone is in the market for squash and cucumbers,we are overloaded and truly blessed. It yours for the taking.
Here are some photos from recent weeks.
So, I have a PS story for you. A week or so back, I was in the house attempting my evening duties as usual. Kaylen Rae was sound asleep while Hayden and Jared worked in the garage.
I hadn't heard much from them so I decided to peek in at what was happening. As I rounded the corner, I see Jared busily working, and no Hayden. OK, for you Mom's out there, sudden panic set in. You know the feeling. What I viewed next sent me into panic of a different sort. I come face to face with my sweet son, wielding needle nosed pliers and grinning from ear to ear. He had decided to trim the monkey grass, the lantana, the gardenia and everything else that sits on my front porch. I was in utter shock, while trying not to laugh. I was concerned that my child was running down the sidewalk with needle nosed pliers yelling, "HAHAHA!" Upon his return, he was glowing with pride! I could tell he was so happy at the work he had done. He stated that, "I use scissors in school, Mommy!" I never got a straight answer as to where he found them, WHO GAVE THEM TO HIM, and who in the world taught him how to trim plants. None the less, it was comical. I'll always keep in mind that laughter will always override anger. He could see straight through me. The picture below is only a smidgen of what was laying about. It was much to painful to photo the rest.
Good Night.
I hadn't heard much from them so I decided to peek in at what was happening. As I rounded the corner, I see Jared busily working, and no Hayden. OK, for you Mom's out there, sudden panic set in. You know the feeling. What I viewed next sent me into panic of a different sort. I come face to face with my sweet son, wielding needle nosed pliers and grinning from ear to ear. He had decided to trim the monkey grass, the lantana, the gardenia and everything else that sits on my front porch. I was in utter shock, while trying not to laugh. I was concerned that my child was running down the sidewalk with needle nosed pliers yelling, "HAHAHA!" Upon his return, he was glowing with pride! I could tell he was so happy at the work he had done. He stated that, "I use scissors in school, Mommy!" I never got a straight answer as to where he found them, WHO GAVE THEM TO HIM, and who in the world taught him how to trim plants. None the less, it was comical. I'll always keep in mind that laughter will always override anger. He could see straight through me. The picture below is only a smidgen of what was laying about. It was much to painful to photo the rest.
Good Night.
